CONEHEADS! I NEED YOUR HELP!

CONEHEADS! I NEED YOUR HELP!

I am putting together a Sims 4 Legacy challenge with rules based on the Found Heaven album, but I'm kind of struggling, so I want to ask you all!

All you have to do is fill out this Google Form (you can skip questions you really don't know answers to) and that's it! I'll look through it every once in a while, then make a second form where you can vote on which you like more. (I hope this makes sense, sorry if not)

Afterwards I'll make some pretty (I'll try my best) cards ala these ones:

And then you can use them yourselves to play!!

Thank you to everyone who answers, even if it's only 1 question :D

We’re not neighbors

~MASTERLIST~

Part 1

You and your parents just moved into the neighborhood into a freshly built house, your parents built it themselves, which just so happened to be next to the Mayor, you found out, but had no idea what side. Day 1 was truly more like day 0, since all your furniture was still being delivered, you barely had a mattress, pillows and a blanket to sleep with, the rest was either still at your old place or on its way here. You had only packed one bag of clothes, toiletries, your laptop and your swimwear, since you would finally have a pool, which you would be able to use immediately.

And that’s what you were doing, laying by the pool on the one pool lounge chair you personally dragged outside, eyes closed behind your sunglasses trying to relax after the long journey here and the stress of moving. Inside your parents coordinated with seemingly every person on the planet; the moving company, their friends, their jobs, your school, even some of the neighbors had already come by, not the Mayor yet, your parents would have come to get you if that happened. 

You had your laptop, safely under your lounge chair to shield it from the sun, playing music loud enough for you to hear but not others. You swore you could have fallen asleep, that’s how comfortable and tired you were, when someone or something hit your pool with such speed and force that it splashed so high that it reached you, the cold water waking you up abruptly and instantly. You sat up and looked in the pool, seeing a medium sized ball, probably volleyball, floating around the middle of it. 

“Ah, so you are alive.” you heard from somewhere above you, but it wasn’t a voice you recognized, so it didn’t come from your house. You spun around, probably looking like a fool, before spotting the person. It was a guy, approximately your age, leaning out of a window which was probably in his bedroom. He had his arms crossed and was leaning on them, a shit eating grin on his face. ‘Oh great. My neighbor is a creep.’ you thought. “Why the fuck did you do that?” you wish you could retaliate, but your throwing and aiming skills weren’t the best, and you had a feeling you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of that guy. 

“To prevent you getting heat stroke and dying. You’re welcome.” he stated as if it was fact. “Well I’m obviously fine, asshole” you wanted to go in the water to get the ball out, but didn’t want this guy to watch you do it. “Yeah, ‘cuz I saved you.” he smirked. Oh how badly you wanted to knock that smirk off of his stupid face. You just rolled your eyes and made your way back to your lounge. “So…” he started. “So?” you raised a brow. “Who are you?” you let out a sigh. “Obviously I’m Santa Claus, can’t you see?” you mumbled, moreso to yourself. “Fuck you asking for?” You yelled back, an idea suddenly popping into your head. You didn’t turn to face him, reached down under your lounge into your bag and fished out something you didn’t think you’d get to use this soon.

“‘m asking for myself. I am your neighbor after all, isn’t it normal for neighbors to know eachothers names?” the sass and smirk were audible in his voice, you hated it already. You walked back to your pool, careful to conceal your weapon so he wouldn’t see. You dipped it underwater and waited for the bubbles to stop. Very luckily for you, when you looked up at him, he was turned away from you, reaching to grab something. As quickly as you could, you aimed right for the back of his head and pulled the trigger. A strong jet of water flew from your gun, high up to his window, hitting him perfectly. He yelped pathetically, flailed for a bit then fell off the chair he was sitting on. You spun your gun like in movies, then blew against the end and held it against your side.

“Even?” You asked, trying not to laugh. From your angle you could only see the top half of him as he stood up, using the windowsill for support. His hair was pretty wet, sticking to his face, even a bit at the front. His shirt, on the other hand, was absolutely drenched. He looked like a wet cat. He shook his limbs and head for a bit, then his head snapped to you, and with an absolute look of murder in his eyes he replied. “Oh you are so fucking on.”

Maybe he wouldn’t be that bad of a neighbor.

~Taglist~ @pine-ferret @awild-mustang

Is it normal to want to cry over Sims screenshots?

No?

Well I'm still doing it

The screenshots in question:

They're my gay babies and I love them so much.

We’re not friends.

~MASTERLIST~ Parts will be posted when they’re finished. I don’t yet know how many parts there will be.

<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> You were at eachothers throats from the day you first met, when you first moved right next to him. It was almost a year ago that you first saw his smug face and witnessed his god-complex and were subjected to that stupid smirk of his. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

We're not neighbors

We're not going to dinner

We're not late

Part 4 (W.I.P)

rewatching fairy tail and whenever ppl mention "the great black wizard zeref" im just like. that's my boi. my baby. the person who loved so fiercely that he got a curse that killed everything he cared for. he just wanted to be loved and to love, passionately and fiercely.

i do not know how the fuck i would explain die wilden kerle to anyone who didn’t grow up with them or is german.

like. so there’s these movies from the 2000s based off some books about this ragtag group of kids who like playing soccer so much that it literally becomes their ride and die thing and each movie just gets increasingly more bizarre. like,,,, half of these teenagers don’t even seem to have parents and live in the woods and nobody questions it. also there’s magic. like actual magic and nobody blinks an eye. in one of the movies a 14 year old mysteriously disappears for 9 months and they didn’t even call the cops. there’s this one girl on a rival soccer team who’s name is horizon who might not even be human and her backstory is “yeah every year she comes with the mists from beyond and plays soccer with us lol” AND IN THE LAST MOVIE THE MAIN ANTAGONISTS ARE FUCKING VAMPIRES WHAT YOU CAN’T MAKE THIS SHIT UP